Ulysses Revisited

by B L Miller

Copyright: The characters of Xena, Gabrielle, Argo, etc. are owned by MCA/Universal. I
only borrowed them for a little while. No infringement was intended. The rest of the story
is mine and I hold the copyright to it. Do not use any part of this story without my
written permission.

Sex: This story contains scenes of two women making love. <smile> If this offends
you, please dont read my story. There are plenty of other wonderful stories out
there.

Note: Yes, I know this is just a she leaves her and then they get back together
again story, but hey, I was bored and the keyboard looked inviting. B L

"Gabrielle, youve been so good for me. I dont think I would ever have
let myself feel the way I feel now about Ulysses if it wasnt for you teaching me how
to love." The words rolled over in over in Gabrielles mind as the ship rocked
back and forth. They had left Ithaca two days ago and still had another day to go before
they reached land. Her seasickness guaranteed that she would not be eating anytime soon.
As it was, the only meal shed eaten in the last week was a brief dinner within
Ulysses castle shortly after Xena helped him restring his bow and thus reclaim the
throne. She had hoped that Xena would wait at least one day for her stomach to recover.
However, the warrior had insisted on leaving the very next morning. One candlemark after
they embarked, the seasick bards breakfast also embarked. She was certain that the
ship was rocking now more than when they were headed to Ithaca.

Now lying in the hammock, staring at the rafters, Gabrielle knew that her stomachache
was nothing compared to the pain her heart was in. Xena had kissed him. She had shared an
intimate kiss with HIM. Gabrielle blinked back the tears as she remembered them talking
quietly, thinking she was asleep.

At that moment, she had never felt so out of place, so confused, so utterly
heartbroken. Lying there, pretending to sleep, listening to Xena speak gently to a man
that she described with the word love. Gabrielle wanted to jump up from the
hammock and announce her presence to the two would-be-lovers, but she hadnt. She
laid there listening to their voices caress each other and the sounds of her own heart
shattering against the deck of the ship.

The ship was rocking more pronounced now, every movement imitated by her empty and
nauseous stomach. Gabrielle could hear the men laughing and joking up on the top deck. She
listened carefully for the sound of Xenas voice within the mix. The deep, throaty
voice of the warrior was easy to pick out from the din. It had been at least three
candlemarks since Xena had last checked in on her. The message that the absence carried to
the bard spoke of a truth that she had previously refused to look at. Xena was tired of
her and wanted someone else in her life. Gabrielle was unable to keep her tears in check
anymore, letting them blur her vision as they rolled down her face. The life she had was
ending, the future she hoped for was gone. As she cried herself to sleep, Gabrielle
realized what she had to do.

Xena looked closely at the sleeping face. Yes, Gabrielle had definitely been crying.
She gently brushed a stray lock of the honey hair off the bards forehead. Xena
decided that perhaps a trip to Athens was in order once they reached land. She felt bad
that Gabrielle had been so sick while they were at sea. Xena hoped that a few days in the
city, with all its different food vendors, would help to raise the bards spirits. As
much as Xena detested the big city, she knew that it was one of Gabrielles favorite
places. The bard loved to visit with the students at the Bard Academy, reading the latest
scrolls or sharing stories. Not to mention haggling with the merchants. Gabrielle loved to
dicker, whether it was for something they needed or not.

Looking again at the tear-stained face, Xena felt a pang of guilt. She knew that
Gabrielle had been hurt by the warriors affection to the King of Ithaca, but Xena
wasnt exactly sure why. Was Gabrielle worried that she would find someone and settle
down? It couldnt be. Why, the bard herself had said for Xena to follow her own heart
and not worry about hers. It couldnt be that. Then what was it? Ever since she had
kissed the king, Xena had noticed the hostility that Gabrielle had exhibited towards him.
At the time, the warrior thought it was because the bard was so seasick and blamed him for
having to be on the ship. Thinking more about it now, Xena decided that it must have been
more personal than that. Did Gabrielle see him as a threat? If that was it, then the bard
should have been happy to be returning to the mainland. The multitude of tear tracks told
Xena that the bard was just the opposite. There was more to those tears than just Ulysses
and the kiss.

The instant the gangplank was down, the young Amazon shoved the men aside and ran down
it. Her wobbly legs gave out halfway and she fell into the surf. Crawling on hands and
knees, Gabrielle made it to shore. With a thank you to the gods, she kissed the sandy
ground. She dug her hands into the dirt, saying how she would never leave it again.

Xena couldnt suppress a chuckle as she watched the young bard. It was good to see
Gabrielle happy for a change, instead of the sullen, ill person she had been for the last
week. "Dont eat it." Xena teased as she knelt down next to the bard.

"Im so hungry at this point that the sand looks inviting." Her stomach
growled in agreement. "Xenaaa "

"I know, I know, youre hungry. All right, come on. Theres a tavern
about an hour away, maybe less if we walk fast."

"An hour?" She whined. "Xena, I could wither away to nothing by
then." Gabrielle patted her firm abdomen as if to say see? Im just skin
and bones.

"All right, all right. Ill get some food from the ship and well eat
here, okay?" Gabrielles eyes lit up and a animated smile came to her lips along
with an equally animated nodding of the head. Xena chuckled and made her way back to the
ship to get some food quickly before the bard whined again.

Xenas suggestion of Athens was welcomed by Gabrielle. Their trip contained mostly
silence, an unusual thing with the normally chatty bard. Although concerned, Xena decided
that she was just tired, worn out from the strain of the seasickness. Gabrielle was under
strain, all right, but not at all from the seasickness. Her mind was racing through
different plans and options, analyzing each choice thoroughly. She couldnt make any
mistakes, take any chances. All the details, no matter how small, had to be looked at.
Xena was much too clever to take any chances with. One stray clue would ruin everything.
Gabrielles mind sifted through her choices, all the time remembering the words that
killed her. I dont think I would ever have let myself feel the way I feel now
about Ulysses if it wasnt for you teaching me how to love. An ironic thought
occurred to Gabrielle. She had been the cause of the destruction of her life. She had
taught Xena how to love, not realizing that the warrior would look elsewhere for someone
to share that love with. Shaking her head to disperse the thought, Gabrielle forced
herself to concentrate on what had to happen when they reached Athens.

Gabrielle haggled fiercely with the stocky man behind the bar. He twice said it was his
final offer, and twice the bard refused. Only when his face turned red and he lowered the
price did she agree to a room, but only if he threw in a hot bath. He stammered and
stuttered but finally agreed. After tossing the offered dinars into the jar, he stormed
off to the kitchen to take his frustration about losing to a girl out on the poor,
unsuspecting cook. Gabrielle didnt take any joy in her victory. She wanted to save
every dinar she could for Xena. She felt bad enough about the dinars that she would have
to use just to make her plan work.

After a filling meal and a hot bath, both women quickly fell asleep. Xena was exhausted
enough to have a relatively dreamless sleep. It was the bard whose night was filled with
pain and sorrow. Her dreams revolved around the profound loss that was going to occur the
next day when she left Xena.

"Im going to go to the market for a little while, okay?" She asked as
soon as the morning meal was finished. "I want to pick up a few things. Why
dont you go to the stable and spend some time with Argo? Im sure she misses
you, after all, she hasnt seen you in almost two quarter moons." It was
important to get Xena out of the inn without suspecting anything.

"Sounds good to me. Try not to spend all our dinars, huh?"

"Dont worry, I wont. I just want to look around." Gabrielle
grabbed her staff and headed for the door.

"And, Gabrielle?"

"Yeah?"

"Try to stay out of trouble."

"Me? What kind of trouble could I possibly get into?" She feigned innocence.
Xena arched her eyebrow, then lowered it and gave the bard a toothy smile.
Gabrielles heart lurched at the sight of Xenas smiling face. She hoped that
she never forgot that look.

Once she was certain that Xena was at the stable, Gabrielle doubled-back to the inn and
entered their room. Taking four rolls of parchment, her ink, and her quill out of the
saddlebag, she sat down at the table and began to write. She had to force her hand to
remain steady, lest her shaky writing give her away. Once her task was done, she returned
the ink and quill to the saddlebag. She thought about taking something, even a spare pair
of breeches, but decided against that. She could only leave with her staff. Any other
missing item would tip Xena off too soon.

Gabrielle cornered the barkeep and made him a generous offer, one that more than made
up for the low rate at which she had gotten the room. Although nervous, the thought of the
extra dinars caused him to agree to her terms. Satisfied that he would do as she asked,
she handed him one of the parchment notes, a leather pouch, and some dinars, then left.

Once in the heart of the city, it didnt take Gabrielle long to find the
messengers she was looking for. After selecting three, the gave them each a note along
with instructions of where and when to deliver them. She gave two of them a few coppers
for their trouble. The other messenger was much more expensive, since it required delivery
to a place much further away than the inn.

Time passed quickly for Xena as she talked to Argo, filling the warhorse in on the
events of the last dozen or so days. By the time she had returned to the inn, it was
almost dark. The barkeep motioned to her. "Your friend said that she was going to
spend some time with an old friend and that you shouldnt wait up for her." Xena
nodded and went upstairs. The barkeep smiled to himself. A few simple words, a note the
next morning, and a handful of dinars to show for it.

After leaving the messengers, Gabrielle made a quick stop at Hermes temple to pray for
a safe journey, then turned and left the city, trying not to scream out at the pain that
stabbed through her heart. She had no idea where she was going, she only knew where she
couldnt go, Amazonia and Potodeia. Those would be the first places that Xena would
look, if she bothered to look. Gabrielle knew deep inside that Xena would try to find her,
at least for a little while. Eventually the warrior would realize that this was the right
decision, Gabrielle was certain of it. Despite knowing where she couldnt go, the
bard had no idea where she would go. The world suddenly seemed empty and lonely, not
really something to look forward to anymore.

Xena stared out the window at the dim night. Where are you, Gabrielle? Are you
safe? Who are you with? All those thoughts and more passed through her mind as she
waited for Gabrielle to return. She had hoped to sit down and talk to the bard about what
had happened since they had first set sail to Ithaca. Now Gabrielle was off
gods-know-where, with gods-know-whom, and she was sitting there acting like a nervous
mother. When you get back, my little bard, you and I are going to have a serious
discussion about the amount of detail that messages should have. Xena thought to
herself as she started to pace the floor again.

With just her staff, Gabrielle was in no position to hunt for food, so she tried to
satisfy herself with berries and nuts that she found along the way. Xena always insisted
that they not travel at night, but she needed to get some ground between them, and
quickly. She stayed off the main road, sticking to the trees that lined the side. It took
longer to travel, but it was much safer, especially now that she was alone. Only when
exhaustion threatened to claim her did she locate a thick tree and climb up to rest in the
branches. There was no need for a fire. Its flames could only warm her body, not her
soul.

Xena went downstairs to see if perhaps Gabrielle had come back and decided on breakfast
before coming upstairs. Her hopes were quickly dashed as her gaze revealed no honey-haired
bard. The barkeep waved her over. "A message arrived for you this morning. I
didnt know you were up." He handed her the note that Gabrielle had left with
him. Xena took it and immediately recognized the handwriting.

Xena,

I went to visit an old friend. She isnt feeling well and asked me to stay with
her until she feels better. I should only be gone for a couple of days. The room is paid
for as well as Argos stable and feed. Dont worry about me, Ill be fine.

Gabrielle

She reread the note, not believing what she was reading. No location, no name.
Gabrielle was going to be gone for a couple of days and didnt think to let her know
where. A thought flashed through her mind at a possible reason for the vagueness of the
letter. Taking the steps two at a time, Xena burst into the room and reached for the
saddlebags.

A thorough search revealed that nothing of Gabrielles was missing. Xena breathed
a sigh of relief. Then she thought of having to spend the next two days sitting around,
not knowing where Gabrielle was. She didnt want to leave the inn in case the bard
returned. Xena started to pace again.

Gabrielles stomach growled for the fourth time in a candlemark. There
werent enough nuts and berries in all of Greece to satisfy her. She needed food. She
leaned against a tree and took a deep breath as she decided how she was going to get some
food. She didnt even bother to take a dagger so she couldnt catch any fish.
Xena could catch them without any weapons, but she wasnt as skilled. The sound of
approaching riders caught her ear. Quickly climbing the tree and hiding in the leaves, she
watched the horses approach. Her eyes went wide when she saw the familiar skirts. Without
thinking, Gabrielle let out a squeal and started to climb down.

She was halfway down when strong arms grabbed her and yanked her down the rest of the
way. She looked up to see two sets of Amazon eyes staring down at her. "Uh, hi.
Im Gabrielle." She put on her friendliest smile but knew better than to make a
move, especially since there were two very sharp swords only inches from her neck. It only
took a moment for them to realize who she was.

"My Queen, Im sorry. I didnt realize who you were." The dark
haired Amazon helped the bard to her feet. "Why didnt you use the peace
call?"

"Im sorry, I was just so excited to see Amazons." Gabrielle replied.
"Besides, my mouth is so dry that I seriously doubt I could have made a dove call if
I tried."

"Excuse me, my Queen, we didnt mean to harm you." The blue eyed warrior
said. "I am Vikki and this is Garnet. It is an honor to meet you." The women
started to bow, but were stopped by Gabrielles hands on their shoulders.

"Please, there is no need for such formalities with me. And call me Gabrielle.
Would you mind sharing your water?" She was already heading over toward their horses.

"By all means, your high I mean, Gabrielle." Vikki said.

"Are you hungry, Gabrielle? We have some fresh meat and fruits." Garnet
offered.

"Oh, yes please."

They pulled their horses off the road and escorted Gabrielle to a clearing. Garnet
pulled out the food they had in their saddlebags and kept the queen company while Vikki
insisted on patrolling the area to make certain they were safe.

"Gabrielle, why are you traveling alone? Isnt Xena with you?"

"No, Garnet is it?" The Amazon nodded. "No, she isnt. Shes
in Athens right now."

"Well, were on our way to Athens. We can escort you, if youd
like." It was indeed a great honor to escort the Queen.

"Im not going to Athens." Gabrielle said quietly. "Im going
in the other direction." Garnet knew better than to ask the question that her mind
wanted answered. No matter how personable and friendly the young queen was, it was still
considered inappropriate to ask personal questions.

"You are traveling alone then?"

"Yes."

"My Queen, Im afraid I must insist that you have a properly armed escort.
This isnt Amazonia, you know." Garnet turned to see Vikki returning. "The
Queen is wandering around with no escort." The blue eyed warrior looked down at the
small queen with surprise.

"No one is protecting you? But I thought Xena "

"Xena isnt traveling with me anymore. Shes in Athens." Gabrielle
said quietly. A murderous look came over Vikkis eyes.

"She left you alone?" She said incredulously. Gabrielle held her hand up.

"No, she didnt leave me, I left her. Im heading west. I am not asking
for assistance, I only wish that she not know where Im headed."

"We have no choice but to escort you, Gabrielle." Garnet spoke up. "You
are our Queen. We have all taken an oath to protect you, with our lives if necessary. You
have no weapon other than your staff. If we were to continue on and leave you without
Amazon or other suitable protection, we would be violating our oath."

The Amazons waited quietly while Gabrielle pondered the situation. She hadnt
planned on running into any Amazons when she thought out her plans. She looked over at
their horses. While strong and sturdy, as an Amazons horse should be, they were
shorter than Argo. Shorter meant closer to the ground, a place Gabrielle held near and
dear to her heart. Especially after her most recent adventure. Thinking of the ship
brought back the painful memories. "Can I ride with one of you?" She asked
quickly, wanting to be as far away as possible.

A note arrived on the third day. A frantic Xena had already been to the academy, the
healer, and several times to the market. No one had seen Gabrielle. She was pacing again,
wondering when the floor would wear out under her feet, when a timid knock came on the
door. The barkeep had agreed to do what the little bard asked because it was a simple way
to earn money. Now he wasnt so sure. The tall, ferocious looking warrior had been
bothering him every candlemark, asking him if he had received any word. The poor man was
tempted to give up and hand the warrior the note and pouch when a messenger arrived.

Xena opened the door quickly, startling the barkeep. "T-theres a message for
you." His shaky hand held a rolled up piece of parchment. The scrawl was definitely
Gabrielles. She snatched it out of his hand and slammed the door. He quickly went
downstairs, put the note and the pouch on the counter, and hid in the basement.

The note was simple. Go downstairs. Xena bolted out the door and leapt down the stairs,
missing most of them. No one was in the room, only a scroll and a leather pouch appeared
on the bar. The scroll was tightly wrapped with a leather thong tied in a knot that Xena
had taught the bard months earlier. The outside of the scroll said simply read
alone, away from other people. Xena felt a lump in her throat as a fearful thought
entered her mind and locked itself there. Fearing the worst, Xena frantically ran back
upstairs to grab their belongings. She ran to the stable and saddled the horse in record
time, urging the horse full force out of town, far away from other people.

Almost a full candlemark out of town, Xena found a quiet spot in the woods. The sun was
just starting to set, a time when Xena was normally making camp for the night. She
nervously removed the thong and unrolled the scroll. The length alone was enough to tell
Xena the horrible truth. Gabrielle was gone. This was a goodbye note.

Xena,

Im sure you understand now what has happened. I had to leave. After watching you
with Ulysses, it became clear to me just how much more you need in your life that I
cant provide. I know that you care about me and want me to stay with you, but
its better this way. I realize now that you are a much stronger woman than when I
first met you so long ago. Youre ready to share your heart with someone and have
that love returned. It is utter sadness that I realize that the person you want to share
that gift with is not me, and never will be.

If only you knew how many nights I laid awake by the campfire, listening to you
sharpening your sword. I heard more than just a simple routine, a necessary habit. I heard
the rhythm of your breathing, the temper of your mood. You didnt know that, did you?
I could tell what your mood was just by the sound of the whetstone against the metal. Soft
and gentle, you were relaxed. Harsh and forceful, you had many things on your mind. I
learned to read your moods because you so often chose to keep them private.

I foolishly allowed my heart to believe that we would always travel together. A
childish dream that is now dead with the bright truth of the morning. Ulysses opened my
eyes to your true feelings. I could no more continue as just a sidekick than I could look
at you as just a friend. You dont know how many times I wanted to speak up, to
reveal the truth hidden deep in my heart. I held back because I was afraid of rejection. I
was right to do so.

Please dont come after me. In time youll realize that this is the right
thing to do. I cant handle the pain of seeing love in your eyes and knowing that it
is for someone else.

Remember your promise to me, and remember always that I love you.

Gabrielle

Xena noticed several spots where the bards teardrops had fallen, blurring the
words, but enhancing the meaning. Gabrielle was in love with her. All the confusing moods,
expressions, and comments that she made during the incident with Ulysses now made sense.
It was more than just the seasickness, it was jealousy and loss that had controlled the
bards moods and actions.

She looked up at the night sky, trying to sort out her thoughts. The first thing she
had to do was find Gabrielle. She thought about the different places that the young woman
would go. The two most likely places were Amazonia and Potodeia. Amazonia was closer. As
much as Xena hated traveling at night, the thought of Gabrielle out there alone bothered
her more. Forcing her mind to not think about the letter, she mounted Argo and headed
south.

Xena reached the edge of the Amazon territory late the next day, having driven Argo
non-stop, ignoring her own need for sleep. She dismounted the tired horse and announced
herself with a dove call. She was quickly answered in kind, then saw Eponin step forth
from behind the trees. "I want to see Gabrielle."

"Shes not here, Xena." Eponin watched as several other Amazon sentries
moved into position. Ephiny had insisted on not taking chances with the warrior.
"Ephiny is expecting you."

"If she isnt here, then how did you know I was coming?" The tone of
mistrust was clear. "Eponin, if youre trying to hide her from me, it wont
work."

"Xena, its not a good idea to threaten an Amazon." Eponin responded as
she waved her hand. Two dozen sentries appeared from their hiding places. "As I said,
she isnt here. Ive been instructed to take your weapons and escort you to see
Ephiny." The dozen or so crossbows trained on her made it clear that the acting queen
wasnt about to take no for an answer. Reluctantly, she handed over her weapons.

Surrounded by sentries, Xena was escorted to the palace, where Ephiny was waiting.
"Where is she, Ephiny?" Xena asked once she was escorted to the throne room. She
noted grimly that the sentries had not left her alone with the acting queen. They
considered her a threat, something the Amazons had never considered her before.

"I cannot tell you that, Xena. She has asked that we not reveal that information
to you. I can tell you, however, that she is not here nor has she been here."

"Where is she?" Xena asked again, this time through gritted teeth and with
more force to her voice. Ephiny remained calm but did cast a glance at a nearby sentry,
who immediately put her hand on the hilt of her sword, ready for any sudden movement from
the angry warrior. Xena noticed the movement too and forced herself to calm down. She
didnt want to get into a battle with the Amazons. "Is she safe?" She asked
quietly.

"As far as we know, she is." Ephinys answer betrayed her own concerns.
A soft knock at the door interrupted them. The acting queen nodded and a sentry opened the
door. A young Amazon woman handed the sentry a note. Xena recognized the handwriting and
moved to take the note away from the Amazon. Six swords were released from their sheaths
and pointed at her neck in the span of a heartbeat. "Dont think about it,
Xena." Ephiny said as she walked over to retrieve the message. Reading it quickly,
the Amazon breathed a sigh of relief. "She is safe. Two of our best warriors are with
her."

"Where?" Xenas temper was quickly getting the best of her.
Ephinys patience snapped.

"Im not telling you, Xena, so stop asking! She wants you to move on and
leave her alone." The queen walked back over and sat down.

"I cant. I have to talk to her and work this mess out. She doesnt
understand."

"Its a crush, Ephiny. Shes too young and innocent to understand that,
but thats all it is."

"How anyone can remain innocent around you is a something Ill never
understand. I do know that youre wrong, however. If youre so blind that you
cant see her love for what it really is, then perhaps shes right to leave
you." Ephiny picked up the scroll that had arrived by messenger the previous day and
quickly reread some of the passages, again noting the spots that were marked by the young
queens tears. "When they kissed, my heart shattered in a million pieces. I knew
then that my life with her would never be what I dreamed of. Being with her and not being
able to express my love is too hard for me." Ephiny read the passage aloud, trying
hard to drive home the point to Xena.

"I have to go find her." She turned to leave, only to find the exit blocked.

"Your horse is in no condition to go anywhere, Xena. Argo looks like she
hasnt rested in days. You dont look much better."

"You cant keep me here, Ephiny. Im not an Amazon that you can order
around."

"You are a guest on Amazon land, therefore you are subject to my wishes and
commands." Ephiny tried to keep the anger out of her voice. "You are welcome to
stay for the night as a guest, or as a prisoner. Its your choice, but either way,
you are staying. In the morning, after your horse is rested, you are welcome to
leave."

"No problem. You wont give me any trouble, will you?" Xena glared at
her, but nodded that she would behave. In the morning she could leave and find Gabrielle.
Tonight she had no choice but to stay, and she didnt really want to see what the
inside of the detainment cells looked like.

Xena sat down at the table, helping herself to a tall mug of port while Eponin brought
their plates over. "Xena, why is it so hard for you to accept Gabrielles
love?"

"She doesnt understand what shes asking for, Ep."

"Doesnt she? Xena, you know her. Has she ever made such a decision without
thinking it through first?"

"Thats not the point."

"Do you love her?"

"You know I do, Ep. I would give my life for her, if need be."

"Then why do you fight so hard to avoid giving her your heart? Would it be so
horrible to love her? Youve been with other women before, why is it so different
with her?" Xena took another sip of the port as she considered the question.

"I never really thought about her that way. Before, she was too young. Then, when
she married Perdicus, well, I just figured that was what she wanted."

"And now? Now that you know she wants you, is it different?" Eponin stood up
and finished her port. "You need to do some heavy thinking, my friend. If you
cant love her the way she needs to be loved by you, then stay away from her."

"Why cant it be like it was before we met Ulysses?" Xenas
frustration was showing. She desperately wanted things to be the way they were, when both
women were happy traveling together.

"Because you kissed him, Xena. Until then, Gabrielle thought she had a chance.
That kiss destroyed her dreams. You can never go back to what your relationship with her
once was. Gabrielle needs you as a lover. If you cant give her that, then let her
go. Anything less will kill her" Eponin pulled an extra blanket from a shelf.
"Sleep on it, Xena. Give yourself time to think about whats happened."

Garnet entered the inn first, making certain that it was safe before allowing her queen
to enter. Vikki took up the rear. A kindly old woman was wiping down the counter when they
entered. Her eyes lit up at the sight of the young bard. "Gabrielle!" Cyrene
said happily. She looked at the women traveling with Gabrielle and the womans face
became sad. "Xena?"

"Why not?" She stepped from behind the counter and motioned for the trio to
take a table. "Gabrielle, did my daughter do something to upset you?" Cyrene sat
down next to the young woman that she considered her other daughter.

"Its not something I can talk about right now, Cyrene. She didnt send
me away, I left." The strain of everything that had happened washed over the young
bard as tears came unbidden to her eyes. Xenas mother patted Gabrielles hand
gently. Vikki decided that a trip outside was in order. Dragging her lover by the arm, she
and Garnet left the two women alone to talk.

Xena traveled aimlessly, not certain where to go. She found herself alone on the edge
of a cliff, the rock face jutting out over the sea. She realized, ironically, that this
was the same place where she had first decided to make a stand with Ulysses and help him
regain control of Ithaca. The sea churned with activity as Poseidon rose from his watery
bed.

"I warned you that I wouldnt tolerate your meddling in my affairs,
mortal!" The watery form of Poseidon rose from the sea, dwarfing the tall warrior.
Xena made no effort to move out of the way when the large water hand reached for her. He
picked her up in his grasp, holding her like a grown man would hold a kitten for
inspection. The watery fingers crushed against her chest, squeezing the air out of her
lungs. "It would be so easy for me to finish the task, mortal."

"If...youre going to...kill me, then...do it." Xena said through
gritted teeth as she struggled for breath. A confused look came over the god.

"Why dont you fight me, mortal? Did you come here to die?" He moved his
wrist, twisting her body within his grasp. She made no sound, her face unreadable.
"Wheres your little friend, warrior? The one with the big mouth." There
was a flicker in the blue eyes, but the expression remained neutral. "I hope she
enjoyed the extra rocking I gave your little ship. Is she still green?" He chuckled
at the memory of the little woman heaving over and over at the bow of the ship as he
forced it to rock more and more. "Where is she? I wouldnt want her to miss the
fun of watching me kill you." When no answer came, the god became more angry. His
grip increased. "Where is she?" He demanded.

"Dont...know." Was all Xena could manage to squeak out. Bright colors
and black spots started to dance before her eyes. She felt herself slipping into the
darkness.

"Thats why youre here, isnt it?" With an angry grunt, the
watery hand dissolved, causing the warrior to fall through the water and onto the sandy
beach below and land with a thud. Poseidon moved his arm in a giant arc, forcing a wave
taller than ten horses to crash upon the beach, the force enough to move her helpless body
halfway across the beach. "Come back when youre in a fighting mood, Xena. I
want to kill you for the sport of it, not to ease your pitiful suffering." He pounded
her with another wave for good measure, then dissolved into the sea again.

It took almost a full candlemark for the soaked and hurt woman to mount Argo. She felt
her strength ebb from her body. Tying the reins around her wrist, she leaned forward and
whispered into the horses ear. "Amazons." Argo nickered, then followed her
mistress voice and headed for the Amazon territory. Every movement caused pain for
Xena, but she knew there was no other choice.

Xena opened her eyes to see a familiar room surrounding her. She was in the palace,
resting on the queens bed, Gabrielles bed. Shifting slightly, the movement
caused a flare-up of pain, a low groan rising from her lips. "Easy now." Ephiny
said gently.

"How?" Her words were mere whispers, her strength sapped.

"You were unconscious. Your horse brought you here." Ephiny held a waterskin
to the warriors parched lips. Xena drank greedily, wincing as the movements ignited
the pain. "Do you remember what happened?"

Xena licked her lips and tried to focus on the events. "I was on the beach.
Poseidon grabbed me, tried to crush me, then tossed me on the ground." She shook her
head in confusion of the gods actions. "I thought he was going to kill
me."

"Did you want him to?" Ephiny asked quickly.

"Of course not." Xena protested. "Why would I want to do that?"

"I cant think of any other reason to invoke an angry god, especially one
whose plans you had just so recently ruined. Perhaps you thought it would be easier that
way."

"I dont know why I went there. I just started riding, not paying any
attention to the direction. The next thing I know, Im on the cliff face, staring at
the sea."

"Xena, what was it about Ulysses that attracted him to you?" Under normal
circumstances, such a personal question directed at the warrior princess would be unheard
of, but Ephiny knew the big dumb warrior needed to examine her feelings. The wounded
warrior arched her eyebrow at the question. Ephiny maintained a firm look on her face,
despite the withering gaze.

"I dont know. I guess there were many things. His skill as a fighter, the
gentleness of his words, the nobility of his quest to regain his homeland, no matter what
the personal cost."

"Sounds a lot like Gabrielle."

"Its not the same, Ephiny." Xena shot back angrily as she tried to sit
up slightly. "He was a king trying to get back his homeland, his only love."

"And shes a queen trying to get back her only love, the woman who holds her
heart. I dont see the difference."

"Its not the same, Ephiny. Dont turn my words around on me."

"Its not? Think about it, Xena. You felt a need, something missing in your
life. He came along, full of pleasant words and gentle smiles. You thought he could fill
the need for you, not knowing that the answer was standing next to you the entire
time." Ephiny stood up. "You need to rest. Think about what I said, Xena. It may
have hurt to let Ulysses go, but how much more is it hurting to lose Gabrielle?"
Ephiny knew she had hit a mark when she saw the warriors eyes close and her head
sink back against the pillow. "Look into your heart and tell yourself which one you
cant live without, which one truly loves you, which one would lay down their life
for you. Look deep, Xena. The truth is there, its just waiting for you to discover
it."

The next morning found Xena saddling Argo, her things already packed and tied to the
saddle. "Where do you think youre going?" Ephiny said as she walked up
next to the warrior.

"To find Gabrielle." She answered flatly as she gave one last tug on a strap.

"Xena, you can barely walk, much less ride."

"I heal quickly, Ephiny. Ill be fine in a day or so."

"Theres no way to talk you out of this, is there?" Ephiny said with a
touch of defeat in her voice. Xena didnt answer, merely continued to finish her
preparations. One last check of her supplies, then she led Argo out of the stable, the
acting queen following.

Xena mounted Argo, then looked down at Ephiny. "Where am I headed, Ephiny?"

"Xena, you know she doesnt..." She was cut off by the warrior.

"Where?"

"I cant tell you." Ephiny tried to be firm, but her resolve was fading.
Xena looked at the sky, then closed her eyes and asked again.

"Please tell me where she is, Ephiny." Xena said quietly, in a defeated tone.
As much as it went against her grain to beg for information, this was too important to
worry about that. All that was important was that she find Gabrielle. Ephiny looked at the
ground as she made her decision.

"Go visit your mother." She said quietly.

"Ephiny," Xena waited until the Amazon met her gaze. "Thank you."
Before the Amazon could answer, she urged Argo on, out through the gate.

The ride was hard on Xena. Every step that Argo took reverberated through her wounded
ribs. Her torso and chest were still a deep purple from the bruising she took at
Poseidons hand. By the third day, most of the pain was gone as well as most of the
bruising. The sun was starting to set and she was still a good ten candlemarks from
Amphipolis. Xena decided to ride half the remaining distance, then set up camp. She would
be able to arrive at the village around mid-day.

Gabrielle didnt feel like telling stories, and the innkeeper didnt push it.
She helped Cyrene clean the inn each day, then sat with the Amazons in the evening and
learned more about the culture and traditions of her people. At night, she cried herself
to sleep. The next morning, she would repeat the process. Gabrielle knew she should move
on, start her new life alone, but something held her back. She didnt want to leave
Cyrene, the only connection she still had to Xena. One morning before Cyrene went to the
market, the bard pulled her aside and informed her that they would be leaving the next
day.

Xena arranged for a stall for Argo, then looked around. Spotting a portly man near a
wagon of apples, she walked over. "Ariss." The man smiled.

"Xena, my dear. What brings you home?"

"I have to see mother, is she at the inn?"

"No. I just saw her in the market. Your friend, whats her name, shes
here. Wont tell any of her wonderful stories though."

"Thanks, Uncle." Xena turned and headed to the market area.

The market area was nothing more than several booths and wagons that filled one small
street. It didnt take long for her to spot the gray haired woman. Xena quickly made
her way to her, stopping just behind her. "Mother."

Cyrene turned around. "Xena! Youve come. I knew you would." She put her
arms out and waited for her too tall daughter to bend over so she could give her a hug.
Xena obliged, slightly uncomfortable with the public display, but this was her mother,
after all.

"I want to see her." Xena said as they broke the embrace. Cyrenes head
lowered.

"Shes at the inn." The older woman said matter-of-factly.

"I cant go there. Please just tell her that Im here. If she wants to
see me, shell know where to find me." Xena turned and walked away, quickly
disappearing into the crowd.

Gabrielle looked up from wiping off a table when Cyrene entered. "Here, let me
help you." She said as she removed the heavy bundles from the innkeeper. Vikki and
Garnet moved over to help.

"Gabrielle, we need to talk." Cyrene said quietly. The bard stared at an
empty mug sitting on the counter.

"Shes here, isnt she?"

"Yes, child, she is."

"Why?"

"Thats something you have to ask her, Gabrielle. She wont come here.
She said you would know where to find her." Gabrielle said nothing, keeping her gaze
focused on the mug. "Gabrielle, go talk to her. You know you want to."

"She doesnt love me the way I need her to, Cyrene." Gabrielle said
quietly.

"You dont know that, Gabrielle. Shes here. She came to see you."
Cyrene looked at the two Amazons. Vikki shook her head, she didnt know what to say
either. Finally the innkeeper walked over and put her hand on the bards. "I
dont know which one of you is more stubborn. Gabrielle, go see her. The fact that
you came here instead of going to your own family tells me that youre not ready to
let go of her yet."

"What if she tells me that she really is in love with Ulysses?"
Gabrielles finger was making small circles on the countertop. "I dont
know if I can handle that."

"Would she be here if she did? Actions speak louder than words, Gabrielle."

Gabrielle thanked both warriors for all of their assistance and support, granting them
extra time for their vacation and promising to officially promote them to the royal guard
once she returned to Amazonia. Vikki protested, saying that they deserved no special
favors or rewards for escorting her. A quick reminder from the bard that a gift from the
Queen is not something to be refused was all it took to quiet the blue-eyed Amazon. Eager
to get on their way to resume their romantic vacation, Garnet and Vikki excused themselves
to pack. Gabrielle rose, looked at Cyrene for support, then walked out the door.

Gabrielle entered the stable and walked straight over to Argo. She knew Xena was there,
she felt her presence. She gave Argo a gentle pat on the neck, her gaze focused on the
golden mares flanks. Xena watched her from across the stable, waiting for the bard
to speak. Gabrielle crossed her arms and rested them on Argos back, burying her head
between them. Her vision showed only the hay on the floor and the edge of the horses
leg. A deafening silence filled the stable. The time had come.

"I missed you." Gabrielle said quietly, afraid her voice would break if she
spoke any louder. There was no need to, Xenas keen hearing picked up on both the
words and the pain in the bards voice.

"You shouldnt have left, Gabrielle. Do you have any idea how worried I was
about you?" Xena did her best to keep her voice even, trying not to reveal the
torrent of emotions that were running through her. When Gabrielle first entered the
stable, it was all the warrior could do not to jump down out of the loft and take the bard
in her arms, never letting go. The feeling was still there, coupled now with an increasing
desire for intimacy with the woman who had been her constant companion and friend for so
long. Thighs that once held baby fat now held supple, strong muscle formed by moons of
walking. Xena never really took notice of the physical changes in Gabrielle over time
until now. The person leaning on Argo was no longer a helpless girl from Potodeia, she was
now a full grown woman whose shapely body commanded Xenas attention. Xena let her
eyes wander up the bards body. Defined, muscled calves gave way to equally muscled
thighs. Her gaze settled on the parts covered by Gabrielles clothing, trying to
remember what the bard looked like the last time they bathed or went swimming together.
Xena felt a tightening in her lower abdomen as she envisioned the bard naked.

"I-I cant go back to the way things were, Xena. It hurts too much."
Gabrielles eyes never left the floor, but she was aware of Xena moving closer to
her, almost right behind her now.

"Do you love him?" She closed her eyes as she asked the painful question. She
felt Xenas hands tense on her shoulders, then relax. Heartbeats passed as she waited
for the answer.

"No, Gabrielle. Hes not the one I love." Xena said firmly.

"But on the ship, you said-"

"I said that I never would have felt the way I did if it wasnt for you
teaching me how to love. I never said I loved him." She paused, trying to find the
right words to convey her thoughts without hurting the young woman more. "I cared
about him, Gabrielle. I guess I still do. But I never would have been truly happy with
him, you know that." She gently squeezed the bards shoulders, trying to give
reassurance but also to confirm that Gabrielle really was there with her, that it
wasnt a dream.

"Are you happy..." She choked on the words as tears started to blur her
vision.

"Turn around, Gabrielle. I need to see you, please?" Xena used her grip on
the bards shoulders to turn her around. Her heart lurched at the sight of the tears
she caused. Gabrielle kept her head lowered, her gaze now fixed on the warriors
boots. Reaching out with one callused hand, Xena gently took Gabrielles chin and
forced the blue-green eyes up to meet hers. "Gabrielle, I am very happy with
you." Her thumb started to gently stroke the soft skin beneath it. "I
didnt realize how much I need you in my life."

"I need you in my life too, Xena." Gabrielles eyes flashed with
determination. "But I cant go back to being just friends." She said
firmly, although her heart was begging her to take whatever she could get so long as Xena
was with her. She reached up to capture the warriors hand. "I need you as a
lover, Xena. I need to share my soul and my heart with you and have that love
returned." She let go of Xenas hand and brought her own up to caress the
warriors cheek. "Can you give me that? Xena, can you share your soul with
me?" Her fingers shakily traced the jawline from ear to chin, her heart pounding in
her chest, as she waited for Xenas answer. Wherever Gabrielles fingers
touched, the warriors skin tingled.

Xena reached out and took Gabrielles hands in her own. "Im not good
with words, Gabrielle, you know that." She waited for the bards head to nod
before continuing. "Im also not good with feelings." Gabrielle smiled
gently, encouraging her to go on. Xena swallowed. "All I know is that I cant
live without you in my life. Ive never felt that way about anyone else before, not
even Marcus. Being without you is killing me and all I want to do right now is take you in
my arms and hold you forever." She forced herself to stare into those all-knowing
blue-green eyes. "Gabrielle, I..." She started to falter, to let her walls build
up. Her heart started racing, the emotions bubbling to the surface, no longer willing to
be locked away. Taking courage from the love she saw in Gabrielles eyes, she found
the inner strength to speak the only words that would ever matter to the woman of many
words. "I love you."

Gabrielle closed her eyes as the beautiful words that she had only dreamed of hearing
for so long reached her ears. Only Xenas quick hands flying to her elbows for
support kept her steady. Gabrielle opened her eyes, her vision blurred by tears. She
opened her mouth to speak, but couldnt find the words to express her emotions. Xena
pulled her into a tight embrace as the emotional bard cried silent tears of joy. Holding
her precious bundle against her, Xena reached up with one hand and gently stroked the
honey hair. She breathed in the scent, so fresh and sweet compared to the rest of the
stable. Xenas eyes closed as she enjoyed the warmth and pleasurable weight against
her.

"I never thought I would hear those words from you." Gabrielle murmured
against her neck. The intoxicating smell of leather and Xena filled the bards
nostrils. It was a scent that the young woman hoped she would never have to miss again.
Unable or unwilling to resist, she parted her lips and tasted the skin of the woman she
loved. Her desires fed her boldness as her lips traced the taut muscles of the
warriors neck.

Xenas heart raced when she felt the warm softness against her skin. She
couldnt remember when she last felt this way, almost dizzy with pleasure. Her head
lolled to the side to allow the hungry bards mouth better access. Xena was unable to
stop a sigh from escaping her lips.

The sigh fueled Gabrielles passion. She brought her hands up, slipping her
fingers under the leather straps that stood between her and the skin she wanted to taste.

"Gab Gabrielle." Xenas normally low voice dropped to a whisper.
Never before had her body reacted this way to a woman. Her respiration increased as
Gabrielles teeth nipped softly on her shoulder. Xena turned her head and captured
the nearby earlobe, sucking it gently while flicking her tongue against it. Gabrielle
stopped her exploration and gave in to the luxurious sensation, moaning with desire and
pleasure. Argo snorted, bringing both women to their senses. They separated and looked at
each other, their thoughts plain on their faces.

"I have a room " Gabrielle began.

Cyrene beamed when she saw Xena and Gabrielle walk in together. The haggard, worn down
look that had come over the young chatterbox was gone, replaced with a glow of happiness.
Xena looked at her mothers expression and frowned, then followed Gabrielle up the
stairs. The beaming smile didnt leave the innkeepers face as she returned to
polishing the bar.

Once inside the room, an awkwardness fell over them. Gabrielle chuckled at the odd
sensation. "Im nervous."

"Im glad Im not the only one." Xena replied. They were standing
arms length apart from each other. Silence followed for several heartbeats.

"I love you." Gabrielle said softly as she took a step forward and placed her
hand on Xenas cheek. Strong arms wrapped around the bards back, pulling her
closer as they gazed into each others eyes. Lips were drawn to each other by an
unseen force, moving closer until their breaths mingled. Gabrielles fingers weaved
their way into the raven hair until they reached the back of the warriors head. They
kissed again and again, each woman reveling in the softness of the others lips.
Gabrielle moaned and deepened the kiss, letting her passion and desire lead her beyond the
realm of her experiences. Her tongue didnt ask, it demanded entry into the
warriors mouth. Xena surrendered to the bards passion, parting her lips and
allowing the bards tongue to explore. Gabrielle reached up with her hand and cupped
the warriors left breast, eliciting a deep, throaty groan from Xena. Breaking the
kiss, Gabrielle smiled at her newfound power. "It seems, my dear warrior princess,
that you prefer my kisses to-"

She was silenced by Xenas finger on her lips as her other hand, which was still
continuing it torturous exploration of the warriors left breast through the leather,
was captured within the warriors strong grasp. "No." Xena said softly.
"Dont compare. Dont cheapen this that way." Soft lips replaced the
finger, the warrior now taking her fill of Gabrielles mouth. Releasing her hold on
the bards hand, Xena decided that turnabout was fair play and wrapped her strong
hands around Gabrielles breasts. Their tongues danced in tune with the ministrations
of Xenas hands. Unable to stand the material separating them anymore, the hands left
the breasts and roughly tugged at the laces that held the shirt closed.

"Let me help." Gabrielle whispered as she broke the kiss long enough to step
back and quickly remove the top, letting it fall to the floor. Her passion fully ignited,
Xena reached out and pulled her close against her body. Gabrielle moaned at the contact of
her hardening nipples against the soft leather. Xenas leg pressed against her
thighs, parting them the same time that her lips parted to take the warriors tongue
into her mouth.

Xena guided them to the pallet, her mouth continuing to assault Gabrielles senses
as the warriors hands reached down to cup her shapely rear. Using her strong arms to
support the young woman, Xena lowered them gently to the bed. Gabrielle turned her head
upward to allow access to her mouth. Xena didn't miss the invitation. She lowered her lips
upon the younger woman. She parted Gabrielle's lips with her tongue. The bard reached up
and put her hand on Xena's cheek. The kisses seemed to go on forever. They took turns
exploring each other's mouths, losing themselves to the sensations. Gabrielle brought her
hand down and cupped Xena's breast, causing a moan from the older woman. She rubbed her
hand up and down against the leather, feeling the nipple hardening under her touch. She
brought her forefinger and thumb together, lightly pinching the sensitive nipple through
the dark material. Xena broke the kiss as she inhaled deeply, enjoying the pleasurable
sensations. Gabrielle rolled out from under the warrior and stood up, holding out her
hand. Xena allowed herself to be pulled up to a standing position. Gabrielle's mouth found
hers as her hand returned to caress the hard nipple. With quick, purposeful movements,
Gabrielle peeled Xenas leathers off, letting them fall to the floor in a heap. With
mouths interlocked, their hands now explored each other's bodies. Gabrielle cupped Xena's
ass and pulled her closer, gasping when she felt the warm wetness against her taut
abdomen. Xena unlaced the waistband of Gabrielle's skirt and worked it down over her hips.
They separated long enough to remove the last of their clothing, throwing them with the
rest of the crumpled clothes on the floor. Xena put her hands on Gabrielle's shoulders and
pressed her down on the bed. She climbed on top of her and intertwined their legs. Xena
propped herself up on her hands, looking down on Gabrielle.

"Gabrielle...I want tonight to be special." She rocked her hips, causing her
mound to rub against Gabrielle's leg and her own leg to rub against the bards sex.
Both women could feel the wetness of the other. Gabrielle pressed her leg upward, putting
more pressure on Xena's sex. Xena's arms buckled as she brought her mouth down to kiss
Gabrielle with more passion than before. Gabrielle's hands worked their way back to Xena's
breasts. She rolled the nipples between her fingers, pinching firmly.

Xena moaned. She broke off the kiss and blazed a trail with her tongue down to
Gabrielle's nipple. She licked it lightly, enjoying the softness. Gabrielle arched her
back, pressing her breast harder against Xena's mouth. She responded by covering the
nipple with her mouth, licking and sucking. Xena heard Gabrielle's moans and switched
nipples, launching a new assault. Gabrielle's manipulation of Xena's nipples increased.

"Xena...it feels so good...mmm....that's nice..." Gabrielle sighed.

"That goes for me too." Xena replied as she brought her mouth off the rock
hard nipple. Xena slid downward, too far for Gabrielle to continue her hold. Xena placed
tiny kisses on her stomach as she worked her way down. Gabrielle spread her legs,
welcoming Xena to explore her sex. Xena kissed the soft curls on Gabrielle's mound.

"Xena...please.." Gabrielle arched her hips. Xena slid her tongue in and up,
covering it with Gabrielle's juices. She used her fingers to separate Gabrielle's folds. A
hungry look came over Xena's face as she gazed at the soft, pink nub in front of her. She
brought her mouth down, covering the sensitive center of Gabrielle's sex. Gabrielle cried
out when Xena's tongue connected with her most private part. Her hips rose, pressing
harder against Xena. Her tongue flicked lightly against the sensitive point, sending
Gabrielle higher. Gabrielle reached down and put her hands on Xena's head, pressing her
down. Xena refused to lick any harder. She wanted to make the younger woman wait.
"Ohh...please...take me there...please....mmm...I can't stand it..." Gabrielle's
moans increased as the fire between her legs grew. Xena waited until Gabrielle was on the
edge of climax, then pressed down with her tongue. She licked and sucked with a passion,
quickly sending Gabrielle to orgasm. With a shout, Gabrielle thrust her hips up as she
pressed her hands down hard on Xena's head. Xena felt the young woman's body shake and
felt the flood of juice coming from her hole. She continued to lick with her tongue,
letting Gabrielle ride wave after wave of pleasure. Only when she heard the moans subside
and felt the body still did she bring her mouth away, planting a small kiss on the outer
lips. She crossed her arms on top of Gabrielle's hips and rested her chin on her hands.

"Mmm.." Gabrielle's eyes were still closed.

"I take it you enjoyed that?" Xena's smile was warm and gentle. Gabrielle
slowly opened her eyes and stroked Xena's hair.

"Very much so. You are a wonderful lover."

"Well, I have to keep my bard happy." Xena leaned down and kissed the outer
lips again. Instinctively, Gabrielle's hips shifted, pressing against the soft mouth.

"Hmm, are you ready for more?" Xena's fingers were lightly stroking the curls
of Gabrielle's mound as her lips kissed the inner thighs slowly. She took her time,
wanting to touch every inch of the soft flesh. Gabrielle felt renewed stirring within her
loins. "Mmm...that's nice." Xena worked her way back up to Gabrielle's sex. She
kissed the outer lips again.

"Gabrielle...I want you. I want to please you again." Xena said huskily as
she continued to press her lips against the bards mound.

"Mmm...I want that too. But I want it to be mutual." She pressed her hand on
Xena's forehead, stopping the kissing marathon. "I want you, Xena. I want to taste
you. I want to love you and feel you loving me. I want us to both rise together."
Despite her inexperience, Gabrielle had learned enough from her time with the Amazons to
know how two women could love each other in bed and she knew what pleased her would
probably also please her lover.

Xena kissed her way up the bards body until she reached her mouth. There she
planted a series of dizzying kisses that left the young woman breathless before turning
herself around, her hips above Gabrielles waiting mouth. She reached out with her
tongue and licked up and down Xena's center. They settled into a rhythm, licking and
sucking each other. In her position, Xena was most vulnerable to Gabrielle's
inexperienced, but eager tongue. It wasn't long before her hips started bucking up and
down, riding the warm soft muscle.

Xena's moans were muffled as she tried to continue pleasuring Gabrielle's sex. Every
thrust from her tongue brought an equal thrust from Gabrielle's. Both women were finding
it hard to concentrate. Xena felt her control slipping away under the continued
ministrations of the bards tongue. She pressed down hard on Gabrielle's mouth as her
climax neared. "Oh...mmm..." With a final shriek, Xena exploded, soaking
Gabrielle's face. The young storyteller licked greedily, not wanting to miss a drop. Xena
tried to move off of her, but Gabrielle wrapped her arms around her hips and held her,
continuing to lick with a fervor. She returned to Xena's sensitive nub, causing the
warriors hips to jump slightly. She licked lightly, then harder as she felt Xena
rising again. Xena continued to explore Gabrielle's sex, alternating between licking the
nub and probing the hole with her tongue. Soon, both women were on the verge. Xena cried
out as a powerful orgasm enveloped her. She reached forward and slipped two fingers deep
into the writhing woman beneath her. Gabrielle screamed and shuddered as her own orgasm
hit. It was several heartbeats before Xena slid off her and laid on the bed. There was a
long pause before either could speak. Xena moved up and laid next to her. She stroked
Gabrielle's hair lovingly.

"How do you feel?" Xena said softly as she continued to gently caress the
honey hair.

"Loved." All the pain and sorrow since running into the King of Ithaca was
gone, replaced now with the soft, warm glow of knowing that she truly was part of
Xenas heart. Both women snuggled close, drifting off into contented sleep.